Ride, Ranger, Ride (1936)

Max Terhune: Rufe Jones

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Quotes 

• [first lines] 

  Texas Ranger Gene Autry : Well, boys, here's where Rufe and I leave you.

  Frog Millhouse : Aren't you goin' to San Antone with us?

  Texas Ranger Gene Autry : Nope. We're ridin' to Fort Adobe. I've been made a lieutenant in the United State cavalry.

  Frog Millhouse : What did they make out of you, Rufe?

  Rufe Jones : They made me plain sick to talkin' about Texas bein' better off without us rangers and givin' our jobs to the United States cavalry.

• Little Wolf : Black horses beat white horses.

  Rufe Jones : You'll full of loco weed, Indian.

  Little Wolf : Little Wolf know.

  Rufe Jones : You do, huh?

  [Rufe pats Frog on the shoulder] 

  Rufe Jones : Bet his scalp against a pair of moccasins he beats the black horses.

  Little Wolf : Me takem bet.

  Frog Millhouse : Well, hey, what do I get out of this?

  Rufe Jones : You get to keep your hair if you win.

• Rufe Jones : Lieutenant, when you see Indians be careful - and when you don't see Indians, be more careful.

• Texas Ranger Gene Autry : I think you're walking into a trap.

  Lt. Bob Cameron : That's my responsibility, Autry.

  Rufe Jones : Sure, but we're with you!

• Col. Summerall : What have you to say for yourself, Autry?

  Texas Ranger Gene Autry : I'm positive the Indians were trying to draw us into an ambush. I only shot to prevent the one with the mirror from giving the signal.

  Col. Summerall : Did anyone see the Indians in ambush?

  Lt. Bob Cameron : No, sir.

  Rufe Jones : Didn't have to see 'em, Colonel. Indians don't carry mirrors to see how pretty they are.

• [Frog, Rufe and the former rangers stage a barroom brawl to get kicked out of the cavalry] 

  Texas Ranger Gene Autry : You make a fine set of renegades.

  Rufe Jones : We feel as bad about it as you do, but there's no use crying over spilt whiskey.

• Texas Ranger Gene Autry : Just saddle our horses and trot 'em by in front of the guard house.

  Frog Millhouse : Horses?

  Rufe Jones : Yeah, horses. You know, the things you fall off of.

• [as Autry predicted, the Commanches attack the supply train] 

  Rufe Jones : What do you think of your treaty now, Colonel?

  Col. Summerall : You were right, Autry, but remember you're still under sentence to be shot!

  Texas Ranger Gene Autry : Looks like we may be shot without sentence.